I, like many others, thought that, with the lack of a crowd in these bubble games, we would hear a lot more of what’s really going on on the hardwood. Straight from the players’ sailorly mouths. Loudly. Repeatedly. Explicitly.
The NBA was too smart for us, though, realizing the implications that an unfiltered audio experience would bring. So they turned the mikes down, pumped up the fake crowd noise, made the rims rattle at 500 decibels, and installed extra-squeaky sneakers on all the players. A win for family-friendliness, but a loss for raucous hilarity.
Thomas Bryant is not so easily dissuaded. He’s been very vocal throughout The Bubb, accenting and accentuating his dominant (yeah, I went there) play with boisterous vocalizations. If he thinks he messed up, he’ll let everyone know. Not like he’s been messing up a whole lot; if he doesn’t make on of the All-Bubb teams, I’m going to hack one of the playoff game broadcasts and add in my own swear words, directed at Adam Silver.
Since this is the last ‘Zards game of the season and likely the last ‘Zards highlight I will have to make until next year, now would be a good time for some sort of DTB retrospective on the season. But honestly, I really don’t want to think about the ‘Zards anymore. And I don’t think ‘Zards fans do either. Lets just go home and forget this season ever happened, except for all those Bradley Beal 50-burgers.
‘Zards.